A coward is incapable of exhibiting love; it is the prerogative of the brave-M.K.Gandhi

But, is it nothing to know when you are dying, when you are about to take leave of this world, of its joys and sorrows, when the past of your life is unfurled before you, when eternity opens wide its portals, is it nothing to know at that last awful,supreme moment of your lives, that you have not lived in vain, that you have lived for the benefit of others, that you have lived to help in the cause of your country's regeneration?

-Surendranath Banerjea

Friday, June 5, 2009

Exams in the Air..

"Man,is there something terribly wrong?? I mean, 3 out of the recent 4 posts were romance-related.Are you obsessed in romance or some 'prince charming',or you joined the losers' league??"

When I received such an sms from a close friend,i couldn't really blame him,for he was partly right,coz the posts were all related..anyway,it had nothing to do with me..just random observations and bitching..

Enough of paradooshanam..Lemme get back to 'my life'..Whats been happening at my end???Yeah,..Monster Dragon strikes again after long six months of dormancy..The only difference being,this time the monster gave more than enough time to be prepared for a retaliation..this being the final sem and classes having ended ages back..

Lemme enlighten all those holy souls who are ignorant about the great heritage and tradition of my university..If it was sheer luck when a guy passed all the papers in a sem exam without even having appeared for one,it was catastrophic when a stud girl had her results witheld and later found her papers missing from the uni(seems it was fed to some cattle!)..no idea what happened next though!

When the classes travel in Ferrari F1 to reach the destination,theory exams come in horse-cart,and lab exams rely on a snail.. by the time we are done with all those,the results of the previous sem would be out..

After all those pain-staking efforts to learn the whole so called 'important and recurrent' topics,the profs would find them interesting not anymore..and we would be awfully awestruck at the exam-hole,oops hall!

Just as some fwd sms says,."Brain is the most outstanding object in nature.It functions 24hrs,365days,right from the day we are born,and stops only when we enter the exam hall!"How true..With the brain lobes serving the academics being numbed,the artistic and creative ones reach out for aid and serve the purpose with highly imaginative and creatively elated answers appearing in the answer sheet abiding by the rule of the thumb,'the more you write,the more you score!'

Enough of preface,..So thats it about the university and the exams..

With my final sem having ended a couple of months back,i was redefining and inventing different meanings for the term 'joblessness' when my exam schedule was suddenly published out of nowhere..What should i have done?Either jolt myself straight into studies..Or relax for a while for the reality to sink in and start studying gradually..Anyway,i chose neither of the extremes,and ended up touching and caressing my books for a good one week when at last i decided to start studying seriously..

Exam time is quite weird at my end..With my nocturnal self surfacing strongly,every day would begin with my dad's hollers..My room being all shabby with photocopies of all those text books lying here and there,..some on the table,some on the bed..(what would i have done but for the invention of the great photocopier!)PC running 24*7 as a jukebox with some rock playing constantly,just to abstain me from a slumber..and an active gtalk window with frequently changing status msgs..With the newspaper left untouched for ages,I would rather stay isolated from the rest of the world during the entire period..(You may not believe if i said that i had no idea abt the racist attacks in Aus,until someone put a related status,lol..)

So exams is in the air again..Sometimes sweet,if u ask me for it keeps me busy..Sometimes sour,for i can't be relaxed..Sometimes bitter,for i have no escape from it's clutches until it decides to relent on its own..

20 comments:

i wish i could give you some quality tips on exams and studying. I am sure my life would inspire you in great deal, AHEM. I did my engineering(mech) from REC (NIT) and never ever studied, except for records or projects.same with MBA.

My dad used to literally curse me, saying 'mark my words, you would suffer for all this in future'. but i enjoyed, had all those things that comes with campus life.

I even went for Mission impossible- 2(MI2) just a day before my most important theory exam.

Have fun, dont take exams so seriously, use your creativity in exams too. my brain stops working everytime i want it to work. so i have let it work on its own, and now it works fine. Not the BEST of advice, i know, but this is all i can give you.

hah! Liked the point of photocopies being all over! my mother used to make such a big deal out of my books being in the main hall during exams! It was my dad who told her that its fine because it should feel like an 'exam' home!anyways, best of luck!I enjoyed this post a lot. One of your best posts :-)

i am having the same scene at my place. My son is busy with his exams and need i say more about it. same xerox versions flying every where, continous phone calls, discussions on the phones an parents getting panicky. it is the same story every where.but this is fun . I miss my college days and exams times and the tensions which are part and parcel of this

I do my thing and you do your thing, I am not in this world to live up to your expectations and you are not in this world to live up to mine. You are YOU and I am I and if by chance we find each other,.it's BEAUTIFUL!!

-Khalil Gibran

Innocence is a gift at fourteen. A disaster at forty.

- Alchemy of Desire : Tarun Tejpal

Before my birth there was infinite time, and after my death inexhaustible time. I never thought of it before: I'd been living luminously between two eternities of darkness.

His intellectualism was a sham, a misuse of the mind, a series of expedients.

-Guerrillas : V.S.Naipaul

When catastrophe strikes,there can be no happier way of facing death. So let me cry out in anguish to a distant love: My darling,my beauty,my long suffering sweet,the disaster is fast approaching,so come to me,come to me now; wherever you happen to be at this moment - a smoke filled office, a messy blue bedroom, an onion scented kitchen in a house steaming with laundry - know that the time has come, so come to me ; let us draw the curtains against the disaster pressing upon us; as darkness encroaches, let us lock ourselves in a last embrace and silently await the hour of our death.